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Here's Zane, Myself and Christine, my dear friends, with our dear dear friend, the Captain, in The Captain's Bargain store, august 99.

"These are my friends,
say hi to my friends,
friends till the end of something,
through thick and lean,
you know what I mean,
it ain't like you get to choose them,"

-Slowburn


Well, here are my friends. I never even had friends until I was about 15 or so...beleive me I was a strange little girl. I was quite funny looking due to a very early onset of the "magical time" of puberty, and I was really naieve and immature. Consiquently I was teased alot in grade 7 and 8...then I decided that was not the life for me, and I went on a conformity cruisade. towards grade 10, I had finally ammased a personality and a circle of realatively normal friends....then, I started to feel a little....weird. I began to Idolize those people in my school and surroundings that stood out from the crowd...the weird ones. I decided I wanted to be weird...I NEEDED to be....I had always been that way, my whole life. I just couldn't stifle it. So, as I became conventionally strange, I noticed...my friends were strange too...only, unconvetionally. We were almost all girls, and none of us were in anyway, "girlish"...in fact, one "girlish" girl asked me in grade 12, "Why do you and your friends all want to be boys?" We are all on the slightly "alternative" side....listening to hardcore and alternative and stuff like that, and we all dressed very casually and almost none of us ever had a date let alone a boyfriend throughout high school. I dated a male friend of ours for about a month in grade 10....this one boy we sort of "passed around" through the group. we hung out with two or three other boys later in high school but that was it. Other boys in the school reffered to us as "the dog pound" and those boys as "dog catchers". MMM, mature. so anyway, Here we go.

THA DOG POUND


Andria
the village psycopath

Carla
the lugs nuts on the dog cart wheels

Zane
That's my boy

Christine
Our little crusty

Melanie
How to be succsessful.

Karli
More than enough hormones for all of us.


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